Be ye forewarned…
The honors of Heaven
Bestowed upon thee my sons
Shall raiseth thee unto greatness,
Yet should pride enter thy heart,
Thy fall from My throne on the mount,
Shall crush thy bones
And thy heart,
Shall be threshed
From thine own harvest.
Act therefore in humility
And, boast not of thy rewards,
For it is the meek and the humble,
Who shall inherit my kingdom
And walk once again with me,
In the glory of paradise.
6-20-06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Blimey you do have the poetic religious gift Leaven! A truer prayer poem I have never heard! Spot on the subconscious pulse of humanity. Welcome to PH, Smiling at you, Tai